In just one lap, Vincent proved himself.
As soon as he got out of the car, Luca gave him a warm hug.
"Mr. Wayne, I dare say you are the best test driver I have ever seen!"
The EB110SS's top speed of 355 km/h was achieved after dozens or even hundreds of runs. What else could Vincent be but a genius if he could achieve that on his first try?
The entire research team was convinced and there was no longer any reason to stop him from serving as the test driver for the prototype.
When the Bugatti Veyron, with its tires warmed up and in its original carbon fiber color, drove onto the test track, everyone's faces were filled with excitement and anticipation.
Once the actual test data is released, it will definitely be able to reclaim the title of the fastest production car, and may even be able to compete with the Formula 1 cars that only pursue speed.
Vincent tried his best to relax inside the prototype vehicle.
Even the best racing drivers experience delays in controlling the clutch and throttle.
But he was a wizard, a wizard with great magical power.
With his powerful magic, he could achieve near-perfect control over timing when fully focused.
The LED timer board began its countdown, and immense magical power instantly enveloped the entire prototype vehicle.
Engine operating status, clutch and throttle status, internal wiring operation, tire temperature changes...
Vincent took a deep breath and, as the countdown reached "0", released the clutch and stepped on the accelerator.
Another perfect start.
Everyone stared intently at the large screen of the speed measuring instrument.
0-100 km/h acceleration in 2.3 seconds!
It's a full 0.2 seconds faster than the data from the lab tests!
It's even on par with Formula 1 racing!
The research team's breathing gradually became rapid.
The prototype's computer-controlled rear wing had already risen from the elegant rear of the car, and it did not slow down at all before the first right-angle turn.
As it entered the curve, its tail fin suddenly rose again and tilted upwards at an angle.
In that instant, the rear wing provided the prototype vehicle with an additional 0.68G of braking force.
What does this mean? It's almost equivalent to the entire braking force of a hatchback.
The Bugatti Veyron in its original carbon fiber color traces a smooth and graceful arc on the right-angle bend.
1.1 seconds!
276km/h!
Only a handful of race car drivers dare to take corners at that speed.
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief in the car, then focused intently on the straight track in front of him.
As the speed increased, the prototype's rear wing slowly descended back to the elegant rear of the car.
The rear wing is raised to increase downforce and provide greater traction to the rear wheels, preventing the tail from spinning due to loss of traction.
However, at higher speeds, further increasing the downforce on the rear wheels will cause the car to lift its nose, resulting in the entire vehicle being flipped over by the airflow.
The rather rudimentary speedometer had already reached 390 km/h, W16 Engine was continuously providing the car with 1001 horsepower.
392, 395, 397, 399...
Once the car reached a speed of 400 km/h, the research team on the side of the test track cheered loudly.
McLaren F1 traveling at 354.1 km/h?
It's already incredibly close to the 415km/h speed of F1 Race Car, completely outperforming all other mass-produced cars on the market.
However, this is far from over.
We've only run a little over half of the straight track so far, and the Bugatti Veyron's speed limit hasn't been fully explored yet.
Everyone's attention, including Hermione's, was focused on the big screen.
Vincent in the car had already floored the accelerator.
With his powerful magical perception, he knew the current speed without even looking at the speedometer.
410km/h, one-third of the straightaway remains.
411, 412, 413...
He gazed at the approaching U-turn, his deep blue eyes beneath his helmet revealing intense confidence and determination.
Having already successfully created a future Speed Myth 10 years ahead of schedule, he should now write this new myth himself.
As the prototype car was about to enter the curve, everyone in front of the screen held their breath, their hearts pounding in their throats.
415km/h, which is faster than the fastest F1 Race Car currently in service.
But Vincent had no intention of slowing down to take the corner; his right foot remained firmly on the accelerator, without the slightest slippage.
As the car entered the U-shaped bend, he gently turned the steering wheel with both hands, then released the accelerator with his right foot and slammed on the brake with his left.
The speedometer dropped rapidly when it reached 417, while the original carbon fiber Bugatti Veyron instantly raised its rear wing, leaving a particularly exaggerated tire mark on the curve due to inertia and the sudden increase in downforce.
It's inertial drift!
Moreover, it was drifting at a speed of 301 km/h!
Luca felt his head buzzing.
417km/h!
It's incredible that someone can actually run the best data from the lab!
Moreover, the cornering speed is so fast that even professional F1 drivers who drive Formula One cars wouldn't dare to corner at that speed, let alone the notoriously flashy inertial drift.
He shook his groggy head and looked at the car speeding towards him.
Vincent had no intention of running a second lap.
It wasn't because of arrogance, but because the tires were in such bad condition that they could barely sustain even half a lap.
If he weren't trying to reach the maximum speed limit, and if he hadn't warmed up the tires beforehand, he wouldn't have chosen to drift through a corner with extremely worn tires.
He slowed down and drove slowly toward the edge of the track.
As soon as the car door opened, Luca strode over.
He opened his arms as if to give Vincent a big hug.
But one figure was faster; she pounced forward.
Vincent, having taken off his helmet, hurriedly turned to the side and opened his arms to welcome her.
Hermione jumped into his arms, her little hands tightly hugging his neck.
I was so worried about you.
Vincent gently put her down. "You really don't trust me?"
Hermione loosened her grip and put her feet on the ground. "I believe you, but I just can't help worrying."
Even when there is no danger, they will unconsciously worry, which is a sign that they really care.
Vincent raised his hands and spun around in place. "See? Now you can rest assured, right?"
Hermione leaned closer and examined her closely.
The dark blue racing suit was undamaged, and the helmet in his hand had no cracks.
Luca, standing to the side, felt utterly superfluous, standing there like an idiot.
He looked behind him and saw that the Wayne couple and the Mr. and Mrs. Granger were just watching the young couple from a distance.
He can design sports cars, drive them exceptionally well, and has a beautiful girlfriend.
What a winner in life!
"Ahem—" Luca coughed awkwardly.
Vincent and Hermione then realized he was there.
"Sorry, Luca, we got a little carried away."
Luca waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind. "Mr. Wayne, you've completed the test perfectly. This data will be of great help to our improved mass production version."
The prototype was manufactured without regard to cost and was entirely handcrafted, making mass production virtually impossible.
However, for the super-rich, even a supercar with a top speed of 417 km/h, no matter how expensive, is still extremely cost-effective compared to yachts and private jets.